two gentlemen of verona(维洛那两绅士)-第2节
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Eglamour？ LUCETTA。 As of a knight well…spoken； neat； and fine； But；
were I you； he never should be mine。 JULIA。 What think'st thou of the
rich Mercatio？ LUCETTA。 Well of his wealth； but of himself； so so。
JULIA。 What think'st thou of the gentle Proteus？ LUCETTA。 Lord； Lord！
to see what folly reigns in us！ JULIA。 How now！ what means this passion
at his name？ LUCETTA。 Pardon； dear madam； 'tis a passing shame That I；
unworthy body as I am； Should censure thus on lovely gentlemen。 JULIA。
Why not on Proteus； as of all the rest？ LUCETTA。 Then thus： of many
good I think him best。 JULIA。 Your reason？ LUCETTA。 I have no other
but a woman's reason： I think him so； because I think him so。 JULIA。 And
wouldst thou have me cast my love on him？ LUCETTA。 Ay； if you
thought your love not cast away。 JULIA。 Why； he； of all the rest； hath
never mov'd me。 LUCETTA。 Yet he； of all the rest； I think； best loves ye。
JULIA。 His little speaking shows his love but small。 LUCETTA。 Fire
that's closest kept burns most of all。 JULIA。 They do not love that do not
show their love。 LUCETTA。 O； they love least that let men know their
love。 JULIA。 I would I knew his mind。 LUCETTA。 Peruse this paper；
madam。 JULIA。 'To Julia'… Say； from whom？ LUCETTA。 That the
contents will show。 JULIA。 Say； say； who gave it thee？ LUCETTA。 Sir
Valentine's page； and sent； I think； from Proteus。 He would have given it
you； but I； being in the way； Did in your name receive it； pardon the fault；
I pray。 JULIA。 Now； by my modesty； a goodly broker！ Dare you presume
to harbour wanton lines？ To whisper and conspire against my youth？ Now；
trust me； 'tis an office of great worth； And you an officer fit for the place。
There； take the paper； see it be return'd； Or else return no more into my
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sight。 LUCETTA。 To plead for love deserves more fee than hate。 JULIA。
Will ye be gone？ LUCETTA。 That you may ruminate。 Exit JULIA。 And
yet； I would I had o'erlook'd the letter。 It were a shame to call her back
again； And pray her to a fault for which I chid her。 What fool is she； that
knows I am a maid And would not force the letter to my view！ Since
maids； in modesty； say 'No' to that Which they would have the profferer
construe 'Ay。' Fie； fie； how wayward is this foolish love； That like a testy
babe will scratch the nurse； And presently； all humbled； kiss the rod！ How
churlishly I chid Lucetta hence； When willingly I would have had her here！
How angerly I taught my brow to frown； When inward joy enforc'd my
heart to smile！ My penance is to call Lucetta back And ask remission for
my folly past。 What ho！ Lucetta！
Re…enter LUCETTA
LUCETTA。 What would your ladyship？ JULIA。 Is't near dinner time？
LUCETTA。 I would it were； That you might kill your stomach on your
meat And not upon your maid。 JULIA。 What is't that you took up so
gingerly？ LUCETTA。 Nothing。 JULIA。 Why didst thou stoop then？
LUCETTA。 To take a paper up that I let fall。 JULIA。 And is that paper
nothing？ LUCETTA。 Nothing concerning me。 JULIA。 Then let it lie for
those that it concerns。 LUCETTA。 Madam； it will not lie where it concerns；
Unless it have a false interpreter。 JULIA。 Some love of yours hath writ to
you in rhyme。 LUCETTA。 That I might sing it； madam； to a tune。 Give me
a note； your ladyship can set。 JULIA。 As little by such toys as may be
possible。 Best sing it to the tune of 'Light o' Love。' LUCETTA。 It is too
heavy for so light a tune。 JULIA。 Heavy！ belike it hath some burden then。
LUCETTA。 Ay； and melodious were it； would you sing it。 JULIA。 And
why not you？ LUCETTA。 I cannot reach so high。 JULIA。 Let's see your
song。 ＇LUCETTA withholds the letter＇ How now； minion！ LUCETTA。
Keep tune there still； so you will sing it out。 And yet methinks I do not like
this tune。 JULIA。 You do not！ LUCETTA。 No； madam； 'tis too sharp。
JULIA。 You； minion； are too saucy。 LUCETTA。 Nay； now you are too flat
And mar the concord with too harsh a descant； There wanteth but a mean
to fill your song。 JULIA。 The mean is drown'd with your unruly bass。
LUCETTA。 Indeed； I bid the base for Proteus。 JULIA。 This babble shall
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not henceforth trouble me。 Here is a coil with protestation！ ＇Tears the
letter＇ Go； get you gone； and let the papers lie。 You would be fing'ring
them； to anger me。 LUCETTA。 She makes it strange； but she would be
best pleas'd To be so ang'red with another letter。 Exit JULIA。 Nay； would I
were so ang'red with the same！ O hateful hands； to tear such loving words！
Injurious wasps； to feed on such sweet honey And kill the bees that yield it
with your stings！ I'll kiss each several paper for amends。 Look； here is writ
'kind Julia。' Unkind Julia； As in revenge of thy ingratitude； I throw thy
name against the bruising stones； Trampling contemptuously on thy
disdain。 And here is writ 'love…wounded Proteus。' Poor wounded name！ my
bosom；；as a bed； Shall lodge thee till thy wound be throughly heal'd； And
thus I search it with a sovereign kiss。 But twice or thrice was 'Proteus'
written down。 Be calm； good wind； blow not a word away Till I have
found each letter in the letter… Except mine own name； that some
whirlwind bear Unto a ragged； fearful； hanging rock； And throw it thence
into the raging sea。 Lo； here in one line is his name twice writ： 'Poor
forlorn Proteus； passionate Proteus； To the sweet Julia。' That I'll tear away；
And yet I will not； sith so prettily He couples it to his complaining names。
Thus will I fold them one upon another； Now kiss； embrace； contend； do
what you will。
Re…enter LUCETTA
LUCETTA。 Madam； Dinner is ready； and your father stays。 JULIA。
Well； let us go。 LUCETTA。 What； shall these papers lie like tell…tales here？
JULIA。 If you respect them； best to take them up。 LUCETTA。 Nay； I was
taken up for laying them down； Yet here they shall not lie for catching
cold。 JULIA。 I see you have a month's mind to them。 LUCETTA。 Ay；
madam； you may say what sights you see； I see things too； although you
judge I wink。 JULIA。 Come； come； will't please you go？ Exeunt
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SCENE III。 Verona。 ANTONIO'S house
Enter ANTONIO and PANTHINO
ANTONIO。 Tell me； Panthino； what sad talk was that Wherewith my
brother held you in the cloister？ PANTHINO。 'Twas of his nephew Proteus；
your son。 ANTONIO。 Why； what of him？ PANTHINO。 He wond'red that
your lordship Would suffer him to spend his youth at home； While other
men； of slender reputation； Put forth their sons to seek preferment out：
Some to the wars； to try their fortune there； Some to discover islands far
away； Some to the studious universities。 For any； or for all these exercises；
He said that Proteus； your son； was meet； And did request me to importune
you To let him spend his time no more at home； Which would be great
impeachment to his age； In having known no travel in his youth。
ANTONIO。 Nor need'st thou much importune me to that Whereon this
month I have been hammering。 I have consider'd well his loss of time； And
how he cannot be a perfect man； Not being tried and tutor'd in the world：
Experience is by industry achiev'd； And perfected by the swift course of
time。 Then tell me whither were I best to send him。 PANTHINO。 I think
your lordship is not ignorant How his companion； youthful Valentine；
Attends the Emperor in his royal court。 ANTONIO。 I know it well。
PANTHINO。 'Twere good； I think； your lordship sent him thither： There
shall he practise tilts and tournaments； Hear sweet discourse； converse
with noblemen； And be in eye of every exercise Worthy his youth and
nobleness of b
